My angel

chapter one

Stella's POV
     'I can't believe it! My stupid boss is such a perverted prick! I can't believe he wants me to give up my report on that lab! It's clear they're doing illegal experiments! They must have paid him to drop it! But I won't give up. I'll do it by myself if I have to' I think to myself as I walk past an alley on my way home. A kitten I had found in my arms.

I heard a sound and it sounded like someone in pain. It was in the alley right beside my home. I put the kitten inside and went in the alley. I kept walking down it. Feathers? Blood?! What's going on?! I keep going down a little scared now. I stop as I see someone making their way towards me. A tall, long blonde hair man. With amber eyes. Except.... He has wings. The feathers. They were his. He was bleeding. He had a red coat over a white hospital outfit.

He looked at me scowling. It felt like a thousand bolts went through my body. I was paralized. He started to collapse and I finally moved. I moved to catch him. And I did. He could barely move.  I helped him out of the alley and into my house. I helped him sit in a chair as I got the first aid kit. He was unconscious. I took the coat away from his wound. He was really hurt. I started to treat his wound. The wings retracted into his back becoming a tattoo. As I treated his wound I saw a tattoo on his arm above it. "Experiment 290. Experiment...... He's from that lab! But it looks like he was being held there against his will" I say tying the bandage. I get up only to have myself yanked back. I end up on the floor with the very same man I just finished treating the wound of. I blushed as his face was extremely close to mine. "Who are you and where am I" he said glaring at me. "S-Stella W-Winter. T-this is my h-house. I found you in the alley and I couldn't let you stay hurt" I said and his eyes widen and then go back to normal. He gets off me and looks at the bandage. Then back at me. "You saw the tattoo" he said and I nodded. "I won't tell anyone I swear" I say as he looks at me. "Your the reporter that broke into the lab. You want to stop it but they caught you" he says smirking. "You saw me" I ask shocked. He nodded before looking at the hospital outfit in disgust. "Your really not going to tell" he asks again and I nod. "I don't suppose you have something I could where besides this trash" he says pulling on the hospital gown. I smile as I stand. "I think I have some stuff. Just wait a minute please" I say as I walk upstairs. I look in my older brother's stuff he left. Too small. I sigh and go into the attic. I take down the box of clothes that belonged to my ex. Still too small. I look and see one box that might work. My father's clothes. Good enough. I take them down and give them to him. He looks at them and looks at me. "These haven't been woren in years" he says dusting them off. "They were the only clothes that would probably fit you. Sorry. They.... Were my father's" I said looking away. I felt his gaze on me. I smiled and looked at him. "I'll leave you to get dressed" I said as I walked out of the room. I went to my room and sat down. I got a call. "Hello" I say answering my phone. "Stella Winter! I heard that the lab you were investigating had a break out! Big news! Unfortunately your boss thought you had something to do with it. He uh.... Fired you..... Fortunately I got a new job for you. You just need a guy to go with you. Alright? Alright. I'll fax you the address right now. Bye" my manager Barry said before I could even respond. He hung up before I could get a word in. "Ugh. Great. Fired again" I said as I slumped my head forward. "Sounds like you have it tuff" a voice says behind me. I turn around to see the guy. "My name's Hiro if you want to know" he said looking at me. My fax machine started and I got up and grabbed the papers coming through.
I read over them. An author is looking for inspiration for a new book. They need someone to be that inspiration. Aka they want to know situations or scenarios about that person's love life for inspiration. I sigh knowing it wouldn't work for me. But I put them away. Hiro watching me carefully. I sighed and looked at him. I smiled as I walked into the kitchen. "Hungry" I ask opening the fridge. "There's a job on this newspaper that looks like it'll help you" he said. I look back to find the paper in front of my face. Guaranteed there's a job for a reporter.... And a cameraman. "I would need a cameraman" I said taking the paper. "I was a professional before I was held as an experiment" Hiro says eating a piece of bread. "Really" I say looking at him from the corner of my eye. "Yup. All I would need is a camera. And something to keep this stupid long hair out of my face" he says playing with his long hair. I smirk. "I actually am pretty good at cutting hair. I could cut it for you" I say facing him. He looks at me and gives me a face pretty much answering my question. "I'll take that as a no" I say laughing. He nods same expression as before. Life sure is going to be interesting from now on.